Myth Personification Poems

I am three legged,
I am balanced,
It’s a mystery,
I sit in a dim-lit room.

I bear the sage's books,
Where he scripts his thoughts,
The monsters that stare through...

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Here we are on that lonesome road...
Crossing the same old paths once more
Why're you out here walkin' after midnight?
Just my luck ... with fewer lives...

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Seeing yourself through 
A full- length mirror 
Through the endless deed
              ...

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We had heard the rumors of Old Galavere being revived
But who could believe it? It was another myth, a fantasy.
Some optimistic young storysinger must have...

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Monkey wedded a baboon
in the Banana temple it was
squirrel was presiding clergy

Monkey sat and meditated;
“No, to a ring in my fingers
My toes are dirty and...

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Faultless art is ceased in silence
Quite often curious how achieved
Never a month a year ever deep
Stories never apprise as much
Sculptures an paintings score

Medusa a fallen...

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Freedom an ancient mythology, If call non
Then no never a phenomena of such be
Never any free, nor certainty, nor life be
It is a moral human...

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Hoo H'hoo's!  Hoo H'hoo's!
My nocturnal catch in the bacyard has been a feast 
One good hold and the rodent is put to rest
With unwarranted...

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Draconem

Away from human eyes
I fly across the sky
High above the floating clouds

Some think I'm a myth, but I'm as real as you

As I roar steam...

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Narwhal And A Narwhal

Saw the caption of a narwhal and reflected over it
A room for warrior community of north India in poesy?
Was intrigued by the...

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QUEEN OF BOTH LIGHTS

Ah yes....Venus! Queen of both evening and first light.
Air of my breath, blood of my heart, 
cause of my sight.
If from stardust...

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The Cocoon.
 The Inner woman was a myth in eyes of the oppressed
 Limited to one
 To one that gives her life
 The layers of...

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Seeing yourself through
     A full-length mirror
Through the endless deed
            Of...

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Sometimes I still use a cordless house phone. 
When I call her I imagine her wrapping an invisible cord around her finger 
as if she...

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I have this image
of Him and me
in a pasture.

It is bordered on one side by a wall of stones,
dug up from the soil by generations...

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